anything for my sun and stars

light

ok I am 100% peter parker trash and I can’t help it… so what did I do? write a 10 page long poem of course. PS. this is based off of tom’s peter

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they say your smile could light up new york when it’s dark
but when i know in my heart
your smile could light up the universe
when all the stars and sun die out
and there’s no light left

maybe i’m naive
maybe i don’t know a thing
maybe all i’m saying is utter nonsense
but what i do know?
nothing for sure

chocolate was never my favourite
yes it was sweet and it made people sing songs til dawn
but i have grown to love it
why?
because of the chocolate curls that lie perfectly over your head

i can’t think of anything more beautiful
than the perfect spot in central park
where the grass is green
the dewdrops shine
and flowers sprout here and there
and how sometimes the green would only be in patches
leaving some spots to be pure soil
but i still somehow found it beautiful
because i realised there was more to it
it reminds me of how your hazel eyes could shift to green
and how they twinkle when you speak
and how you found beauty in the littlest things

sunsets have always been my favourite
a beautiful ending
something i could look forward to
even after nothing has gone right
i can watch it day after day
never growing tired of the shift in colour
whether it be pink and purple
or a blazing red-orange
maybe that’s why i had fallen
for the way your cheeks change
when you get complimented
never wanting to accept it
leaving me with a double meaning
behind my affinity for sunsets

you are the light of my life
burning brighter than all the stars combined
and in this moment
as i stare at the ceiling trying to go to bed
I wonder how
all the things i find beautiful in the world
could be seen in one person

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hi I got very emo when writing this and I’m so sorry it’s so long 

♡ soft asks ♡

honey: what’s your favorite memory you made this year? 
sunshine: 3 things you do to relax
rain: put your music on shuffle and give a 5 song playlist
lace: what’s your favorite piece of clothing?
flowers: what’s your favorite outdoor activity?
roses: what’s your favorite perfume or cologne?
sunsets: give 3 movie recommendations
blankets: what’s your night routine?
thunder: what’s your favorite instrument?
ink: favorite thing you’ve written?
heartbeat: who’s your best friend?
sunrise: kisses or hugs?
fairy lights: who was the last person you talked to?
sugar: what’s your favorite snack?
wind: what’s your favorite season?
trees: favorite thing about your hometown?
smiles: who do you go to for comfort?
skyline: the sun, the moon, or the stars?
lavender: what color do you find most calming? 

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Jongin for Esquire Korea 2017 Feb issue

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I’m in the process of reviving my art blog, so I thought I’d repost these pictures I did with a new ruby based one that I forgot to post (I’m still working on sapphire).

As usual, feel free to use these as icons and such, but don’t claim as your own or anything.

You give me the strength to overcome anything.
—  Poets Love Her
let’s sit on the floor of my room and pull the strings from our chest and place them in each other’s hands and say, “i love you. is this enough to show how much i love you?”
let’s lay on our backs and look at the sky and wish we were birds instead of humans because birds don’t get their hearts broken, they just fly side by side until they can’t fly anymore.
let’s walk for miles with no direction and get lost in each other, because lately i seem to know you too well and i miss being surprised by you.
let’s kiss under a blanket of stars and the rising sun and the ceiling of my room so that everyone and everything knows that i love you more than anything i’ve ever loved before.
let’s scream at each other at the tops of our lungs and break each other’s hearts again and again, only to fall back together in the end because we both know we’re better together than apart.
let’s love each other in the moment, and the rest will fall into place.
—  i want everything with you
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The prettiest Robin.

Bonus: Here comes the water.

Recommended Reads of 2016

(in which I realize how horrible I am at describing books)

As 2016 draws to a close, I decided to make a list of ten of my favorite books I read this year (not necessarily books published in 2016 though).  I hope you all appreciate this, and I’d love to know what books you loved this year as well!

In no particular order:

1. The Start of Me and You by Emery Lord: This was one of the first books I read this year, and it was so adorable I just had to put it on this list.  It’s about a girl whose first and only boyfriend died, so she is now living her life with a lot more caution.  Basically, it just chronicles how she copes with this and lives her life (I’m so sorry that was a horrible synopsis haha).   By no means was the writing beautiful, and there were plenty of cringe-worthy moments, but it was just a nice and (mostly) fluffy read.  All the references to literature (specifically to Pride and Prejudice) made my nerdy heart happy.  Also, I am such a sucker for a cute nerdy guy (both in books and real life, haha–honestly, if you know of a good book with this kind of guy, let me know) so I understandably loved Max.

2. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen: The Start of Me and You was actually what convinced me to finally read this classic, and boy am I glad I did!!! Honestly, I’m so obsessed with this story (which I don’t think I need to summarize).  Like, this obsession is unhealthy.  I’ve only read the book once, but I’ve watched the miniseries like three times this year and the movie (from 2005, obviously) probably (and I am not even kidding) 20 or 30 times this year.  Keira Knightley and Matthew MacFadyen (if you’re as in love with him as I am, you HAVE to listen to him reading some of Pride and Prejudice – I want him to narrate my life omg) are literally my faves fajkldjgaoi I AM OBSESSED AAH.  But I digress, because this is about books.  Basically I love it.

3. First & Then by Emma Mills: Okay so this is a modern retelling of Pride and Prejudice (are you noticing a theme?? – I could literally read/watch nothing but P&P adaptations for the rest of my life and be perfectly content).  As the blurb on Goodreads said, it’s like Pride and Prejudice meets Friday Night Lights.  Basically, it follows this girl named Devon and the football star, Ezra.  I’m so obsessed that I completely ignored my complete and utter abomination for all sports in order to enjoy the P&P aspect and it was so cute I finished it in less than a day.  

4. Winter by Marissa Meyer: I loved the entire Lunar Chronicles series, but this one was my favorite.  Basically, the series is a sort of sci-fi/dystopian fairy tale retelling with cyborgs and space travel and I really enjoyed it .  Also, the cover??? Amazing.

5. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury: This is a well-known classic, so I’ll spare you the details, but it was just so good (and it’s nice and short if that’s something that interests you) and so scarily accurate for a dystopian novel.

6. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee: Again, a well-known classic about racism and basic human morality in a southern town during the Great Depression.  I have nothing to say that you haven’t heard before, so I’ll just say: it was absolutely wonderful.

7. Paperweight by Meg Haston: I want to preface this by saying it heavily discusses eating disorders, so that is something to be mindful of. It was such a raw and captivating story and I felt it handled the topic well.  I really felt for the characters.  The story was sad and disheartening (an intrinsic quality when it comes to mental illness) but I just felt Haston did a really amazing job with it.

8. Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon: This book is about a girl with an illness so severe she can’t leave her own home.  It follows her life as she becomes interested in her new neighbor (I am blowing myself away with my horrible synopses hahaha - if you really want to know, click the book titles to go to their respective Goodreads pages).  It was a really interesting story that I flew right through.

9. The Sun is Also a Star by Nicola Yoon: I know I’ve mentioned this one before, but I’ll do it again.  It’s about a Jamaican girl whose family is about to be deported and a Korean boy who doesn’t want to follow the plan his parents have set out for them.  They spend a day together in New York City and it’s pretty great.  I loved the little in-between perspectives we got and the blend of science and romance/fate/destiny kind of stuff.  I loved it!!

10. The Memory of Light by Francisco X. Stork: This is another book about mental illness – specifically depression, suicidal thoughts, and schizophrenia.  It’s about a girl who, after attempting suicide, gets to know three other kids with problems like hers.  It didn’t romanticize mental illness or sugarcoat anything, and it made me cry (and I don’t cry often at books) but it was a really captivating story.  

There you have it, folks! My top ten from 2016.  I sincerely wish you all a wonderful 2017 filled with happiness, love, and new memories!!! I love you all! 

I will be anything. I will be anything if it means I get to be with you. I will be the sun if it means you’ll love me. I will be the sky if it means you’ll touch me. And you’ll be the only one touching me. I will be orange when you wrap your hands around my throat. Blue when you can’t sleep enough. You are every colour i will ever need. Put your hands on me and i will tremble and i will tremble all the stars with me. The entire sky will be burning with your name. Did i say it already? Do i get to repeat? Please. Let me say it again. Here, my hands, my shoulder. Would you like some coffee? I will be the mug and the coffee in it. Did you know your sighs are every prayer i ever needed? I like your knees. I like what your mouth does to my name.
—  Nayha Y. “Inali, poetry and other lovely things”
Plenty of Time

Summary: Bucky has royally pissed you off. 

Word Count: 1,154

Warnings: Language

A/N: This is your fault, @srgntjbarnes

Originally posted by buckingoffthebed

“If you touch me, I’m going to rip off your other arm.”

“Yikes,” Sam chortled, throwing his bag over his shoulder. “Good luck with that one, dude.”

Keep reading

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“Nearly all men can stand adversity,
but if you want to test a man’s character
give him… a blanket.” (slightly changed quote by A. Lincoln)

Space Balls

Recently I’ve been playing with wet on wet watercolor techniques.  This watercolor technique works wonders with creating backgrounds, skies, water, and space.  By wetting your work area first with water, you can create organic shapes and water movement that mimic things you would find in nature.  Make sure you only wet areas you want the colors to flow with clean water.  Or your painting will become muddy and washed out.

This is step one.  Filling in the area with color.  If you experience pooling you can either:

1. Mop it up with a brush/towel/paper

2. Tilt your paper to evenly distribute the water but risk muddying colors

3. Let it dry for a darker effect but risk getting bleeding 


Experiment with different color combinations.  You can look up galaxies, nebulas, and stars online but just experimenting works even better.  

Possible color combos that worked:

1. Warm colors: reds/oranges/pinks/yellow

2. Cool colors: Blue/purple/green

3. Mix it up, if you add in just cool colors, you can add a pop/drop of red to really give it a pop.

Now we need to darken up the borders and around the organic color flows you have created.  Let it dry slightly and then mix up very dark purple with a base of blue.

Fill in edges and then go back and get high paint to water ratios of your colors (orange) and dip your brush in those areas.  Watch the color bleed into the dark purple.  Add and experiment as desired.

Check out that bleeding action!  It’s exactly what you want.  

Now take a white gel pen/white gouache/white watered down acrylic paint and tap your brush with a pencil to get nice star variations.  I even used silver calligraphy ink to add even more dimension to the stars.  Not all stars are white.  You can make them silver, gold, light blue, light yellow, cream or anything that works for you.

What I did next is scan some of my “space balls” into my computer, cut them out into perfect circles and arrange them as a print.  You can check it out below.

Experiment and enjoy!  I think this picture “tutorial” is okay but a video would definitely convey some of the technique better.  Look forward to that.

Cheers

Annie

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“Before I met you I never knew what is was like
to be able to look at someone
and smile for no reason.”
(Unknown)

BONUS: I could watch him eat food all day.

If I Could Tell Him...

I’m alive! Here’s a oneshot inspired by the song “If I Could Tell Her” from Dear Evan Hansen. I highly encourage you to listen to the song. Please enjoy!


“Girl, you’ve got to try to pull yourself together,” Alya frowned from the other side of Marinette’s phone screen. “Adrien’s your friend. It shouldn’t have been that hard to ask him to go to the movies with you. He definitely would’ve said yes if you asked, but instead…”

“But instead, I panicked and ended up tripping down the stairs,” Marinette sighed. She blew a stray piece of hair out her face, but it fell right back into place. Marinette decided to let it stay there. The day left her too exhausted to bother with anything else. Not only did she fall down the stairs before asking Adrien to the movies, but she also knocked Chloe over and took them both for a tumble. She wasted the next hour of her life listening to Chloe rant while accompanying her to the nurse to make sure neither of them were injured. In short, it had been a terrible day.

Marinette sighed again. “Alya, I thought I was gonna be able to do it this time. I spent almost three hours practicing last night, but when I faced the real thing… I just seized up.”

“But you’ve been doing so well lately. I’ve caught you two having normal conversations between class.”

“It’s fine when we’re talking about schoolwork, but when I try to act on my feelings, my mind turns to mush. I get so nervous. There are so many things I want to tell him, but they all jumble together and I can hardly muster a coherent sentence. My heart starts beating so fast that my body can’t keep up. Everything goes weak and suddenly, I’m unable to act normal anymore.”

Alya laughed, wishing she was with Marinette in person so she could give the poor girl a hug. “You’ve got the love bug bad!” Alya smiled. “And that’s not a bad thing, but if you want to have a chance with Adrien, you’ve got to overcome it. Don’t be nervous around him. He’s just Adrien after all.”

“Just Adrien?” Marinette sputtered, nearly dropping her phone. “Adrien Agreste, the kindest, smartest, and most handsome boy Paris has ever known? How is a klutz like me supposed to act around that?”

“He’s not some superhero or demigod. He’s a normal guy so there’s nothing to be nervous about. You’re not a klutz either. You’re just Marinette! And if Adrien doesn’t love that then maybe he isn’t the right guy for you.”

“I hope you’re wrong otherwise I’ll have to rework my entire life plan,” Marinette giggled. Her smile then turned to a slight frown as a different thought crossed her mind. “But I’ll never know if he’s the right one or not if I never tell him how I feel.”

“Good thing you’ve still got plenty of time to tell him.” Alya gave Marinette a hopeful grin. The school year wasn’t over yet. Each day was a new opportunity to make some progress with Adrien. “Remember what we talked about before?” Alya continued. “Baby steps. And speaking of babies, I’ve got to get back to babysitting. The twins are shouting for dinner so I should get cooking. Catch you later!”

“Bye!” Marinette said as the call ended. She dropped her phone onto her desk and groaned. “I’m a mess…” she mumbled under her breath.

“No, you’re not!” Tikki shouted as she emerged from behind Marinette’s chair. “Everything Alya said is right! You need to figure out how to tell Adrien how you feel! There’s no need to be nervous!”

“Funny how everyone’s an expert in love tonight,” Marinette said as she got out of her chair. She grabbed a blanket off her bed and slung it over her shoulders. “I’m going out to the balcony for a bit,” she told Tikki. “Wanna join me?”

Tikki let out a huge yawn. “No thanks,” the kwami replied tiredly. “I’m exhausted after the day we had today.”

“Tell me about it. I don’t want to hear Chloe’s voice for at least another year. Get some rest then. I need some fresh air to clear my head. I’ll come back inside soon.”

As Tikki headed to bed, Marinette went up to the balcony. The air outside was slightly cold, but it felt refreshing. The sun set an hour or so ago so the sky was dark and dotted with stars. The streets below still bustled, but above everything felt quiet. Marinette leaned against the metal railing as she watched Paris’s nightlife spring alive. Moments like this made all her worries feel small. Even at night, Paris kept moving and when seeing it action, how could Marinette think about anything else?

Out of the corner of her eye, Marinette spotted a shadow dart across the buildings across the street. She squinted her eyes, trying to get a closer look. “Could that be…?” she wondered as leaned over the railing. “There’s only one person who could be out roaming the skyline at this time of night.”

The shadow disappeared, leaving Marinette puzzled. “Where did he go?” she thought, craning her neck to peer across the street. “He was there just a second ago.”

“Surprise, Princess!” a voice shouted from behind her.

Marinette jumped as the blanket fell off her shoulders. She swiveled around to find Chat Noir standing behind her, hands proudly on his hips and tail whisking back and forth. “You scared me!” Marinette yelled, putting her hand over her beating heart. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Chat Noir grinned cheekily. “I saw you outside and thought it would be rude not to drop by and say hello. Besides, who doesn’t like a special visit from their favorite superhero?”

“That’s quite an assumption you’re making,” Marinette smiled, now matching Chat Noir’s pose. “Who says you’re my favorite?”

“I’m not?”

“I’m only joking. Of course, you’re my favorite, but don’t tell Ladybug I said that.”

“Your secret’s safe with me!”

There was a brief moment of silence before Chat Noir spoke again. “Are you doing alright?” he asked, almost in a whisper. Marinette met his eyes which to her surprise were filled with concern. She was slightly taken aback. Chat Noir didn’t often act seriously like this. It was different. What spurred the sudden worry?

“I’m fine…” Marinette answered. Her gaze drifted to the floor. “Well,” she began again. “I guess today wasn’t the best day I’ve ever had, but there isn’t much I can do about that.”

Chat Noir took a seat on the balcony’s railing. “Tell me about,” he said. “I’ve got time to listen.” With a carefree and kind smile like his, Marinette couldn’t refuse. Besides, she had time to burn too.

Marinette let her back hit the railing and then sank down to her knees. She tossed the blanket over them before starting her story. “I tried to invite the boy I like to the movies today, but it didn’t go so well,” she explained. “I got nervous again and ended up falling down the stairs. To make matters worse, I knocked into Chloe which sent her into a frenzy. I ended up looking like an idiot again. At this rate, I don’t think he’ll ever talk to me again, let alone go to the movies with me.”

“You have someone you like?” Chat Noir asked, his ears perking up.

Marinette raised an eyebrow. “Out of everything in my story, that’s what you picked up on?” she said, pretending to be sarcastic while holding back giggles. “Why? Are you jealous?”

Chat Noir shook his head. “No… I just didn’t know. If you don’t mind me asking, who is he?”

“Adrien Agreste.”

For reasons Marinette didn’t know, Chat Noir visibly stiffened. There was something in his eyes that Marinette couldn’t discern. Surprise, anxiety, and a spark of something else. She tapped his knee, bringing him back to life like a wind-up toy newly wound. He ran his hand through his hair before looking at her. Chat Noir softly smiled as he asked, “Is that so?”

Marinette rolled her eyes. “Hard to believe, I know. We’re not exactly a perfect match. He’s a popular, perfect model while I’m clumsy Marinette. One might say we’re polar opposites.”

“But they also say opposites attract,” Chat Noir added, proud of his joke. “I don’t think you two sound that different. Maybe he’s not as perfect as you think…”

“Well, of course, he’s not perfect perfect, but he’s perfect to me.” Marinette’s cheeks glowed pink which was hardly noticeable against the dark backdrop of night. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the thought of him.

“Why do you think he’s perfect?” Chat Noir pressed further. “I mean, nobody’s perfect and perfection isn’t a reason to fall in love with someone.” Marinette detected bitterness in his words as if he had this conversation with others before. His blonde locks covered his eyes so Marinette couldn’t read his expression. Yet, Marinette could read his body language and it was obvious something she said struck a chord with him.

“He’s perfect because of all the reasons I love him,” Marinette smiled. She leaned over and rested her head against Chat Noir’s dangling leg. “I always have trouble finding the words when I with him, but if I could tell him… I’d have so much to say. I keep them all locked inside, unsaid, but someday I’ll tell him how I feel. I’d tell him all the reasons I love him.”

“You could tell me.”

Marinette and Chat Noir turned to each other, both stunned. Chat Noir waved his arms, panicking. “Y-you could tell me as practice!” he stammered. “It might be good to get it all out with someone else first! That way it’s easier to tell him later! That’s what I meant!” His tail waved fervently, not hiding his anxiousness. A nervous Chat Noir was a new picture for Marinette, but she liked it. It was oddly adorable.

“I don’t mind,” Marinette shrugged. “I’ve never had the chance to talk about it with anyone but Alya. It’s kinda embarrassing though so you can’t tell anyone else.”

“You have this cat’s word.”

“Alright…” Marinette took a deep breath as she gathered her thoughts. Reasons she loved Adrien? There were so many. It would be best to start at the beginning. “There’s his smile which feels so kind and real. His face lights up when he truly smiles. Not the forced smiles he gives the teachers or Chloe… his real smile is amazing.”

“And there’s the way he tries to stand up for his friends even when he knows the consequences. To be someone of his social standing and talk back to others is dangerous, but he does it anyway. Sometimes it’s in quiet ways. He’ll whisper to Chloe and ask her to knock it off. Sometimes he’ll sneak away and tell a teacher. Sometimes he’ll face others head on. I’ll never forget the time he defended my uncle in front of Chloe. They’re friends so I didn’t think he’d tell her off, but he did. His sense of justice matches even yours, Chat Noir. Adrien will always help a friend in need.”

“Then there’s the way he sneaks silly puns and jokes into conversations. They’re almost too subtle to notice. Whenever he tells a joke, the corners of his mouth turn up slightly as if he’s trying to disguise his pride. They’re always corny, but somehow they warm my heart. Adrien’s puns are few and far between, but each one feels special. They’re a sneak peek into his sense of humor.”

“And his laugh… he has the most wonderful laugh. It’s lighthearted and carefree. When he lets himself laugh, he laughs like nobody’s watching. His cheeks turn red as he throws his head back and laughs. When he’s finished, he smiles again. A rare happiness fills his emerald eyes. Whenever I watch him laugh, I feel one step closer to him. I feel like I’ve been allowed to witness something magical.”

Marinette tilted her head up toward the stars. She closed her eyes and smiled. “But the thing I love about him most,” she said, reminiscing the moment when the fire of her love began to first burn. “Is his heart.”

Chat Noir cocked his head, confused. “His heart?” he asked.

Marinette nodded. “He has a good heart. He helps others whenever he can. He’s kind beyond belief. He can remain level-headed when times get tough, but also knows how to makes others feel better. His words encourage others to keep moving forward. His father, though he’s my hero, can be harsh and cold sometimes. Yet, Adrien always manages to stay kind and positive. I know there are moments when he’s feeling down, but he tries to smile for everyone else’s sake. His heart is almost too big for him to bear.

“And the moment I fell in love with him, I couldn’t believe it. It was so sudden and new. I didn’t think it was possible, but somehow his heart reached mine. With only an umbrella and a simple laugh, he captured my heart. It sounds silly to say it out loud. It’s like something out of a movie… ”

“It’s not silly!’ Chat Noir shouted, nearly falling off the railing. His cheeks were just as red as Marinette’s now. The only reason she didn’t notice was because of the darkness and his mask. Chat Noir cleared his throat and swallowed the nerves that were quickly creeping through his entire body. "It’s cute,” Chat Noir smiled. It was a more heartfelt smile, the kind Marinette only saw when he was talking to her as Ladybug.

“Thanks,” Marinette blushed. “But does it all really matter if I don’t tell him? I want to say something, but I can’t do it! I feel so far from him even though he sits right in front of me every day. He’s everything to me, but he has no idea and it’s my fault. If only I could tell him…”

Chat Noir jumped off the railing onto the balcony. He sat down next to Marinette and pulled part of her blanket onto him. She looked surprised but didn’t say anything. “I think…” Chat Noir started as he bit his lip. “Adrien probably has things he wants to tell you too.”

“I doubt it. There’s not really anything that impressive about me. He thinks I’m a good designer but that’s about it,” Marinette pouted. “We’ve never talked about me either. I don’t know how much he could want to say.”

“That’s not true. I think Adrien would say a lot of things,” Chat Noir smiled. “I think he would tell you how he admires the way you stand up to Chloe. You don’t let her push you or anyone else around. Without hesitation, you rise up and take her head on. You’ll defend any friend or stranger because you know it’s the right thing to do.”

“How would you know he’d say something like that?” Marinette asked, one eyebrow raised. “That’s awfully specific…”

“…Adrien and I have… talked before,” Chat Noir said, thinking carefully about his words. “He’s been at the site of quite a few akuma attacks so we’ve had time to chat. He’s mentioned things about you a few times too.”

“He has?!” Marinette’s face lit up like the Eiffel Tower at night. She grabbed Chat Noir’s arm, shaking it eagerly. “Please tell me what he said! Chat Noir, I have to know!”

“Alright!” Chat Noir laughed as Marinette began to calm down. “It’ll have to stay a secret between us though.”

“Definitely!”

“Okay. Well, he said… he also likes the way you get nervous sometimes, but persevere. He likes the way you trip, stumble, and yes, even fall down the stairs because you always get right back up and keep going. When you make mistakes, it doesn’t paralyze you. You try again. It may take a while, but you always bounce back.”

“Did he say anything else?” Marinette clutched her cheeks, nearly squealing with glee. Her heart was beating so fast, it might pop out of her chest. The thing about herself she often hated Adrien liked? It had to be a miracle. “A-Actually, no nevermind…” she backtracked. She pulled on her hair nervously. “I probably shouldn’t be hearing this since Adrien told you, not me.”

“N-no, no! I’m sure Adrien would be fine with it,” Chat Noir replied, almost as nervous as Marinette. “And he said so many things, I’m trying to pick out the best ones to tell you.” Chat Noir felt himself begin to ramble. Something stirred in his chest. It was similar to how he felt about Ladybug. Usually, he would have stopped to question the feeling. After all, Ladybug was his one true love. But right now, he was so caught up in Marinette he didn’t have time to stop and think.

“Go on then…” Marinette urged him. “What else did Adrien say?”

“He said he likes the way you tie your hair with ribbon into little ponytails. And the way you always match your clothes like an expert designer would. It makes you look even prettier than you normally do.”

“Adrien thinks I’m pretty?”

“Definitely! He also told me he likes the way you’re courageous in the face of danger. You’re a civilian, but you’ve got enough bravery to be a hero all on your own. You want to protect everyone. When an akuma appears, you’re never afraid. You remain calm and think rationally. You always seem to have a plan. It’s incredible. You could rival Ladybug. All in all, he thinks you’re amazing!”

Marinette laughed to herself. “Oh the irony,” she smiled. “I can’t believe Adrien said all those things,” Marinette said aloud. “He’s never mentioned anything before, but I guess I don’t do a great job keeping up conversations with him. I didn’t know he thought about me that way.”

“Maybe he didn’t know how to tell you?” Chat Noir shrugged. “Or maybe he never knew how badly he wanted to tell you,” he thought, his pulse racing.

Marinette hugged her knees to her chest. “Adrien doesn’t seem that far away now. Maybe I’ll try asking him to the movies again tomorrow. Hopefully, he won’t mind if I have another clumsy moment again. But even if I fall down the stairs, I want to get back up and try again.”

“That’s the spirit!” Chat Noir nudged her arm playfully. “You’ve got nothing to worry about, Princess. Once you ask, I’m 100% positive he’ll say yes. And I think I overheard that he might be free this Friday afternoon.”

“Thank you, Chat Noir.” Marinette let her head fall onto his shoulder. Chat Noir froze for a moment before slowly running his hand through her hair. It was soft like he expected and smelled like vanilla. He tried to speak, but the words were caught in his throat. Instead, he tried something simpler.

“You’re welcome…”

Marinette sat up, making Chat Noir feel a little sad. With a bright smile, Marinette promised, “I’ll put in a good word for you with Ladybug as thanks for tonight. She’s got a great kitty at her side although I don’t think she’s ever doubted that.”

She winked at Chat Noir and rush a familiarity overcame him. It felt too familiar, but Marinette had never shown him that expression as either Adrien or Chat Noir. Where had he seen it before then? Before he could ask her, Marinette stood up and wrapped the blanket in her arms.

“I should probably head inside. It’s getting late and I promised Tikk- I mean my MOM, that I wouldn’t stay out too long.” Marinette coughed, praying Chat Noir hadn’t noticed her slip up.

Chat Noir nodded. “I understand.” He bowed and took Marinette’s hand. Gently, he held it up to his lips, giving it a delicate kiss. “Until next time, princess.” Marinette rolled her eyes with a smile, not surprised by Chat Noir’s suave nature.

He unhooked his baton from his waist and extended it. Chat Noir gave her his signature two-finger salute before bounding into the darkness. Marinette watched his figure disappear behind the buildings. Once he was gone, she headed towards the trapdoor to go back to her bedroom.

But then she stopped. “I wonder who told him I was having a bad day…” Marinette thought. “Maybe it was Adrien… Someone must have asked him to check on me. I’ll have to ask the next time I see that silly cat though. Even without the mask, he can always see right through me.”

With a final look at the night sky, Marinette whispered to herself, “Good night, Chat Noir.” And then she disappeared back into her bedroom, hopeful for tomorrow.

“I just love her so much,” he smiled, his eyes reflecting the sun “and I would do everything for her. Do you understand? Anything! I would tear this whole world apart for her if she asked me to. I would take down every star in this damn sky if it meant that she would give me a single chance, no matter how tiny. I would wait my whole life if that’s what I had to do so I could have her even only for a single day.”
She nodded, trying to hold back her tears while looking at the only person in this universe that she knew she would ever love. “I’m glad.” she said quietly and hoped that he wouldn’t hear the tears. “I’m glad that you’ve found love. Something like that is quite rare, you know? Knowing that you will never be able to love anyone else because this is your person. I’m glad that you’re happy.”
“I am. Love is such a beautiful thing, do you know that? It’s the most beautiful thing the world has to offer. And once you’ve loved, you know what it feels like to be alive. And I have loved. I do love. More than anything.” he looked at her and her breath hitched in her throat, hoping that despite everything he had just said, maybe there was a tiny chance he would see that the person in front of him was someone that was ready to love him more than anyone else. “I hope that you’ll be able to experience the same one day.”
So she put all the energy she had left into forming one last tiny smile before he turned around and started walking towards the car. And she watched the boy of her dreams drive off to the girl he loved more than anything else.
—  I wish this was fiction
e.e.
A happy reunion

I can’t believe that I’m finally getting to see you; the girl that’s been on my mind for so long. It seems like it’s been forever since I saw you last. My heart starts to race as I begin planning what’s going to happen. As I get closer and closer to your place, my mind floods with all of these small romantic ideas, that eventually turn into panicked thoughts when I figure out they aren’t good enough. “ stark, she deserves better than that. Come on man, think.” I say to myself as another mediocre idea takes form. Unfortunately, the clock runs out. I pull into her driveway, with no plan whatsoever. My palms instantly start sweating as I approach the door slowly, shuffling nervously up the walkway. “ just cut your losses. She probably didn’t hear your car pull in, you could just turn around and leave. No one would know.” Except I would know. I don’t think I’ve wanted anything else more in my life. Thinking of that gives me a refreshing splash of confidence as I reach the door. If you want something, you go get it. I knock on the door, standing semi-confidently preparing myself for what’s on the other side. Foot steps approach, and she opens the door. I look up to see the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. The kind that look innocent, but cut right through you to your core. I’m stunned. She stands there in a beautiful sundress, looking at me for a moment. I forget how to speak, I can’t say anything. Luckily she breaks me free from my silent prison. “ you’re here!” She shrieks happily, running to me, wrapping her arms around my neck as she jumps up into my arms for a hug. She begins barraging me with kisses, her cheeks wet with tears. Holding her, I walk through the door and shut it behind me. “ you have no idea how happy I am to see you moon ( her nickname. She’s the sun, the moon, and all of the stars to me. I call her moon for short)”. Between kisses, she says “ stark…sooo many miles…. so happy…. to see you… don’t talk”. Our kisses continue, becoming less frantic and more loving. I kick off my shoes and her legs wrap around me as I walk over and sit down on the couch, her on my lap. She runs her fingers through my hair, instantly comforting me, sending my head to rest on her chest. After just a moment I begin kissing her her skin exposed on her chest, and up her neck. My hands find their place on her hips as our lips meet again. Her hands grasp both sides of my head as she pulls me in. I give her deep passionate kisses, leaving us both breathing heavily. I use one hand to pull her strap off of her shoulder, exposing it to my warm lips as I kiss across her collar bone. Her hands go down to the bottom of my shirt. She slips them under and presses her soft hand on my abs. My hands slowly scrunch up her dress until they’re resting on her bare skin. Electricity is coursing through her skin into my fingertips. It feels like my hands are tingling. She then pulls back her kiss, lifts my shirt up and takes it off, exposing my skin to the cool air. my hands go to the small of her back inside of her dress, and I give her goose bumps as I lightly trace shapes with my fingertip, driving her wild. Her hands got to my belt buckle then my zipper, making quick work of the clothing I have left. Our pulses quicken, our breath becomes more ragged, our touch, more aggressive. We start to feel it more and more, the magnetic attraction. My hands go back down to her hips and my fingers hook inside the waist band of her panties. I pull and rip them, making sure not to hurt her. I throw the piece of cloth across the room. She gets up quickly, strips my pants and boxers off me, and then returns to her previous position on my lap as lust grows between us, she begins to rock her hips back and forth on my lap, rubbing against my hardening member. I reach up and free her other shoulder from its strap, and pull down on the dress slightly, exposing her beautiful breasts, ready for my touch. We keep grinding as I lightly kiss, suck, and tease her hard nipples, driving her wild. She lifts her body up, sending me a message that she can’t wait any longer, and neither can I. I line up my now throbbing cock, and she slowly lowers herself on it, pushing further and further until her body won’t allow any more. My hands go to her waist, and I control her as I swirl my hips and thrust upwards causing her to moan. I allow her to push back down, driving my cock deeper into her. She lets out a small whimper as my finger finds her clit, and starts light slow strokes. After a few minutes of this treatment, I feel her start to squeeze me inside of her. The friction and the thought of her cumming is too much. Our pace quickens and my fingers grip her amazing toned ass tightly as we climax together. She grabs my hair and pulls my head back as I let out a growl. In the very last moments, our lips come together and our tongues twist together as her body begins to shake, and my muscles harden, rocking our hips together as we both orgasm.

fic: Yin and Yang

title: yin and yang

genre: fluff/tiniest bit of angst if you squint

warnings: swearing | word count: 1500

description: a sunset beach walk after phil’s thirtieth birthday brings talk of things to come and decisions they figure they need to discuss. plus there’s this metaphor about the sunset.

yin and yang; light and dark, day and night - two opposites that are made to be together.

“I think you’d be a sunrise,” Phil says.

Dan quirks an eyebrow and prompts him to elaborate. “I’m all gloom and darkness, I’m definitely a three am sky.”

Phil frowns. “Maybe, but you’d be scattered with stars. And you’d be five in the morning, not three, the sun would be just about ready to rise. There is some light in you, Dan.”

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What I like about your sign?

I’m a Gemini by the way.

Aries: I love Aries so much, they’re just all round amazing. Like they've got this ability to just go their own way and lead people, truly admirable. Also, they’ve got this personality that I personally think is so hot  like you can be a complete asshole but you’re a kind hearted asshole whose kind just looking out for yourself and everyone that you love. Okay so you my gentle asshole needs to be my friend okay? You’re like Heath Ledgers character in 10 things I hate about you man.

Taurus: Lemme tell you, that you sir are fascinating because you’re rather opinionated, like I’d literally sit for hours and have debates with you honestly. I love Taurus people as they’re always there for you whether it’s a mid-life crisis or you’re just out of food. Also, you’re super chill and it relaxes me, kinda calms me down when I’m around you guys. SO yes, much love for you babies. You’re like that guy/girl whose asleep and everyone thinks they don’t know what’s going on. But turns out you do know what’s going on and you’re uber charming. 

Gemini: I love everything about you because we’re the same. Bat-shit crazy and amazing. All my love. I can’t say too much I’ll sound biased, whoops. 

Cancer: Cancers, you’re my buddies. You help me in life man, you’re all just so sweet. I’d just hug you all one by one. I love how you’re all about family and sticking it out with people, it’s great. I wish I was like you. I wish I loved as hard as you guys do man because it’s honestly so beautiful and novel worthy. You guys are that cute kid who doesn’t say much but when you do everyone’s like “holy shit let me hold you you’re so cute”

Leo: I’m gonna start off by saying, literally all my best friends are Leos. I love Leos so much, they’re so sassy and like “yes I’m hot, fight me” and that to me is like yes, you slay baby girl. Also, ya’ll bitches are some loyal as hell, you’re ability to stand with people throughout anything is phenomenal. Also, I’d like to give a shout-out to all the Leos who holy the other crazy ass signs hands and tell them when they need to pipe down and get their crap together. It’s probably because of you that most of your friends with other signs are still alive right now tbh. You go Leos, you keep milking everything you can outta life. 

Virgo: Beyonce. Virgos are the bomb, they’re so driven and focused and literally don’t stop till they’ve got what they wanted. Teach me your ways cause you’re all mad successful and amazing at whatever it is you’re doing. I’m jealous tbh. I know I can always count on my Virgo babes to tell me what is really up, you feel me? You guys inspire me to get off my lazy ass and do something with my life and you’re also the people that are there for a cute warm hug and pick you up when you’re down. SO MUCH THANKS. 

Libra: When I think of Virgos I think of endless partying and junk food on one day and crazy studying and working-out the next. Shout-out to all the Libras who taught me how I gotta balance shit out in my life. You guys are such peace makers, many thanks for doing you babe. I love how you can just kill arguments and handle things in such a classy way. I would straight up beat a bitch but you guys just hash things out civilly with the ability to beat a bitch and that’s great, fabulous. Also, lastly you guys literally have some of the best date ideas and I’d volunteer myself as a tribute. 

Scorpio: Okay, you know Scorpios are mad sexual and can literally make anything they do sexy okay. I’m attracted to you so much, it’s wow. And I dunno if this is all Scorpios but my friends have dated a few and I have so, you guys get like crazy jealous and then kind just jealous make-out and its amazing. You’re so talented in that area, you need an award. But you’re also so smart and like to do all these new things, I could spend hours with you and not regret a thing. Also, you’re always so sweet to other people. You also have a jackass but nice cutie thing going on and people love it ok. YOU GO BOO! 

Sagittarius: Have you ever been in need of a good, fun cheering up? Well go to a Sag because they’re optimistic and always ready for a goof time. I love Sag, I love chilling with because you’re so energetic I feel like I don’t have to hold back. And I’m not the only one who is able to let loose and be free around you. You’re such a fun little party animal. Also, if I was in a fight I’d definitely want you on my side because you can literally chop people in half with the words that come flying out of that mouth for hurting you or someone you care about. You’re a top bloke. Much love.  

Capricorn: Fear this person. Fear any Capricorn you meet, they’re like the whole package. Your self-confidence is wow, even if I didn’t think you were amazing, I’d still think you’re amazing. You catch my drift? You’re so sweet and kind to people, people just tend to always love ya. You know what to do when to do and you let loose but also you know how to responsible and not go home with a sleezy guy from the bar just cause you’ve had too many shots. This makes sense so… I love how to tend to love the classics and how you keep every single little even in that beautiful brain of yours. Wow, I’m gonna stop before I fall in love. 

Aquarius: You know how in movies there’s always that one person who does things different and people kinda make em out to be a bad-ass with no future. BUT in fact you’re so frekin’ intelligent and hot with a hint of dorkiness and it’s a perfect combo. You’re like a breath of fresh air, that makes people want to know more. For me? I’d definitely run away with you because Aquas tend to have such a different outlook in life, it’s attractive. You’re the type of people I dream about travelling the world with. You’re just so exciting and not everything has to be dead blank serious, you just go you’re way and it’s fairly admirable. I love you so much. If you’re an Aqua hit me up ;) 

Pisces:  Little weirdos with zest and so much spirit for life. You’re kind of like a run on the edge of a sun lit lake. You’re so full of love and life, you keep everyone together because you’re the glue of almost every group you’re in. People love hanging out with you, it’s calming and you’re just so easy to get along with! One of my besties are a pisces and I can literally talk to her about anything I’m going through and she knows exactly how to make me feel better because she’s just so warm and loving. Guys you’re all gifted and any Pisces lemme know who you are because I like hugs from Pisces you cute teddies!